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Characters: Norway (mythicalism) and Iceland (frystur_hjarta)
Setting/Location: Kitchen
Date & Time: Day 4, early evening
Warnings: None.
Summary: Reunion.
As a nation, it was no surprise that Norway's focus had first settled on the society he'd been pulled into.
The social structure provided for them to work in was an interesting one, as he was given the chance to compare to what he'd experienced throughout the centuries. Relying very little on actual currency, the community seemed to have compensated with manual labor, voluntary interactions, and anything else associated with maintaining some sort of contact with others. From Atia he was reintroduced to the idea of no centralized government; after all, it wasn't the first time he had to deal with no internal representation. He supposed the situation now was related in some way, but even he could take note of the casual atmosphere that overtook the Caravan.
But Norway was content with contributing from afar, and now was no different. For tonight he spent his time in the kitchen, quietly preparing dinner and doing so without paying much mind to anything else.
The motions were as mundane as anything else he could've committed to, and so it was easy for Norway to let his mind wander. But where to at this point? With each potato peeled or carrot diced the Nordic would trail to a new subject, recite points long since concluded before tucking it away. He glanced up every now and again to stir the cooking meat, and at some point he lifted his cutting board and scraped the vegetables into the large pot as well.
Setting/Location: Kitchen
Date & Time: Day 4, early evening
Warnings: None.
Summary: Reunion.
As a nation, it was no surprise that Norway's focus had first settled on the society he'd been pulled into.
The social structure provided for them to work in was an interesting one, as he was given the chance to compare to what he'd experienced throughout the centuries. Relying very little on actual currency, the community seemed to have compensated with manual labor, voluntary interactions, and anything else associated with maintaining some sort of contact with others. From Atia he was reintroduced to the idea of no centralized government; after all, it wasn't the first time he had to deal with no internal representation. He supposed the situation now was related in some way, but even he could take note of the casual atmosphere that overtook the Caravan.
But Norway was content with contributing from afar, and now was no different. For tonight he spent his time in the kitchen, quietly preparing dinner and doing so without paying much mind to anything else.
The motions were as mundane as anything else he could've committed to, and so it was easy for Norway to let his mind wander. But where to at this point? With each potato peeled or carrot diced the Nordic would trail to a new subject, recite points long since concluded before tucking it away. He glanced up every now and again to stir the cooking meat, and at some point he lifted his cutting board and scraped the vegetables into the large pot as well.